I stayed in a villagio run by an Italian family in the farming village of Potrero.

The neighborhood

Town square

The world's most useless road sign.

This sign ("Bridge in bad shape") replaced the sign near John Wayne Airport ("Low flying planes") at the bottom of my list.

Tough chick at the town plaza

Hanging out after work. One sign of improving Spanish was that overheard conversations were beginning to open up. Walked past a group of men in hamocks with a woman shaking her fist: "You can't let your friends use my house! It's my house!"

I love this house.

The Villagio

My room inside the compound

Bedroom

The roads aren't paved, but you can get gelato.

Villagio guard 7AM - 7PM

Villagio guard 7PM - 7AM

Technical career, anyone?

We got out! Cows blocking the schoolbus. Angry farmer chases them back with a stick.